A/N: Meena seems OOC, but that's only when she's around Rebel. Just wanted to clear that up.
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Chapter Seven-Gunshots Rain in DC
"Mack, this is DC, earth to Mack…" Rebel said, waving her hand, which was covered by a pink fishnet fingerless glove, in front of Mack's eyes.
Mack grabbed her hand and pushed it back down to her side, "Sorry, I got lost in thought." Mack's eyes drifted down to the girl's hand, "Hey, you stole my look."
"Technically I didn't, I've had these since last year." Rebel said matter-of-factly.
"Whatever," Mack said as she shook her head, a small smile was on her face
"Are you okay with," Rebel pointed over at Newt and Meena, "Them?"
Mack rolled her eyes, "Why wouldn't I be, I mean, it's just the Lizard."
"Yeah, but I could feel the jealousy radiating off of your like people trying to generate body heat in the middle of winter."
'And that's coming from the queen of jealousy.' Mack thought with a small eye roll. "I am so not jealous." She replied
"Whatever," Rebel said, putting her hands up in the shape of a "W" at Mack. Mack made a 'did-you-seriously-just-do-that?' look appear on her face. Rebel rolled her eyes as they continued down the hall. They talked about several different things until suddenly a door swung open, stopping them dead in their tracks.
"JASON! YOU IDIOT! WATCH WHERE WE'RE GOING!"
Sure enough, Jason Stickler was coming around the corner of the door.
"Dang, I don't get the usual, 'Hey Jason! What's up?' today, I get, 'JASON YOU IDIOT!'."
Rebel rolled her eyes and laughed, "Freak."
"Spaz."
"Stalker."
"Blonde."
"Okay, I've about had it with this love fest, if you don't mind, I'm taking my friend and we're leaving, because I'm going to be sick if I stand here much longer," Mack interrupted, tossing her hands in the air dramatically. Rebel crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from Stickler, her face turning as pink as her shoes and then shot a glare at Mack.
"Later Stickler." Mack called over her shoulder.
"Much, later." He called back without turning around.
"What was that for?" Rebel asked dramatically, as she turned around to view Mack, and began walking backwards.
"Because if you haven't noticed, it's completely annoying when you two are so, so, flirty with each other and you get all sick with each other, I mean, dang!" Mack said as she wrinkled her nose.
"It isn't like you don't get that way with…oof!" Rebel had managed in her backwards walking to run into someone. She whipped around, "Sorr…Oh, it's just you."
Meena stood in front of the girl with her hands positioned on her hips. "For the last time, watch where you are going you jerk!"
"I'm not the one who called someone stupid yesterday."
"Uh, yes you did, remember, you said it was my little brain rattling around that caused us to lose the kidnappers."
"You deserved it."
"And you're going to finally get what you deserve," Meena leaned down, "If you don't want Mack to know about your little 'fling' with Newt, I wouldn't dare mess with me, Anarchist."
Rebel looked away and then up at Newt, who was now standing beside her. "It's Rebel." She sighed, backing up and crossing her arms across her chest. Meena smiled happily at her work and then smiled at Newt, taking his hand and walking away.
"What was that about?" Mack asked in confusion as her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Nothing, nothing at all." Rebel lied as she gave a wave of her hand, signaling that the conversation was over.
"Oh no, that screamed fishy to me." She said, not letting up as they continued on their way.
"It really wasn't, she was just going to tell this embarrassing story about me in sixth grade." Rebel lied again. Mack raised an eyebrow and Rebel added, "She really isn't good at sweeping things under the rug."
"Fine" Mack said as a confused look crossed her face. They kept walking until they came face to face with Newt again.
"I thought you were with your girlfriend! What do you want now?" Mack exclaimed in frustration.
"Not you, her," He said, nodding his head over at Rebel
"Me? Why?" Rebel replied as her eyebrows rose.
"Come on, and don't ask questions." He said, pulling her along despite Rebel's protests, leaving Mack standing there as confused as Rebel was.
Rebel turned back to Mack. "Creepy!" she mouthed. She then did a gesture that looked like she was praying and then pointed to herself. Mack stifled a laugh and she continued to watch her friend get dragged by Newt down the hallway. When he finally let go of her, she stared at him, "What in the hell was that for?"
"I need to talk to you, it's serious."
"Wow, Lizard can say the word 'serious'!" Rebel said in fake surprise and patted him on the head. "Good boy!" She laughed a little and added, "I'm standing here aren't I? Shoot."
"Okay, you know what Meena said this morning right?" He asked hesitantly.
"Duh, I was standing there, Captain Obvious." She shot back as she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at her watch impatiently.
Newt rolled his eyes and looked back down at the girl, "Okay, let's take this differently." He looked around and then looked back at the girl, "She's going to tell Mack everything, from your mom fainting to, to…" He looked away from her and then back down and then away again. He moved stuck his arm in the air, tilted his head, closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
"I know, don't say it out loud." Rebel said, suddenly catching on, her heart starting to race. Newt nodded in agreement. Rebel pursed her lip gloss covered lips and tapped her foot as she thought it over. "You aren't going to let her do that are you?" she begged
"That's the thing. I don't know if I can do it dudette, you're just so, so…I don't know, it's like we never came to be anything other than what we are now." He said, a distant tone in his voice.
"What are you trying to say?" Newt didn't look at her; he looked at a locker behind her instead. "You mean," she began, her voice beginning to crack a little, "You are just going to let her ruin my friendship." Newt stood silent. "I have only had Jason, it's nice to have someone else to talk to every now and then."
"That's the point! You didn't always just have Jason."
"You think because I didn't bring to everyone's attention that you helped me, you are going to go and let Miss Bahavian ruin my life?" Newt sighed. Rebel's sadness, like every other time, quickly turned to raging anger. She stared at the boy, "I hate you." She tossed her purse straps back on her shoulder as she turned on her heel and walked away. She quickly found Mack as they both entered History class.
"What was that about?" Mack asked
"Noth–He needed to ask me a question about Jason and Meena, like if Jason was going to be in his business now and all." She smiled; happy with her excuse, she sat down at her desk and put her notebook on top before starting to doodle. Mack raised an eyebrow and then shrugged, 'That could very well be true. I would never know though, after all that she's trying to hide.' After class, Mack went up to Newt.
"Hey locker buddy!" Newt said enthusiastically once he spotted her. He started to smile but it faded once he saw the 'I-mean-business' look in her eyes.
"Listen, we need to talk," she said slowly as her face contorted, as if talking to him one on one caused her a great deal of pain.
"All right, we can talk on our way to Biology," he responded as he closed his locker door and they walked out into the hallway.
"What did you do to her?" she asked suddenly.
"Who?" He questioned as he flicked his head getting his hair out of his eyes.
"Rebel," Mack responded impatiently.
"I didn't do anything to her; I just told her that Meena was plotting something against her for all that Rebel has done to her." Newt said. He paused and asked, "Why would you think I'd do something to someone?"
Mack flung out her arm to stop him from walking. She stood in front of him and said in a surprisingly calm voice, "That is the first time I have ever seen that girl without some sort of sly comeback ever since I met her."
Newt nodded and responded slowly, "She gets like that when she feels threatened."
"How do you know?" Mack asked as she raised an eyebrow.
"I've known her since kindergarten and she was always the kid that stood up to everyone, even the teachers," Newt started to explain. "In third grade is when she hit the high of mean. Then, when Meena showed up a few years later and Jason started liking her, Rebel just became so much worse. It went from sly comments here and there to flat out put downs twenty-four seven. Everyone thinks it's because she likes Stickler and she's jealous. That's what I think too. And then her family had a brief tragedy and she changed for what seemed like three seconds, and then she was back to her old self."
"Wait a minute," Mack said as she held up her hand. "Her family had a tragedy? What do you mean a tragedy?"
"I can't say, I've already said way too much. She'd throttle me if I told you everything." He said with a faint smile on his face, "And, I'd rather her tell you herself, she'll tell you when she feels up to it. That's how she ended up telling other people that didn't already know when it happened."
"Ohkaaay. Hey, do you know anything about those lyrics going across her wall?" she asked as she stared hard at him. Newt had a distant look on his face. Mack could see the wheels turning in his head.
"The pink stuff?" he asked after a moment of silence.
"Duh." Was Mack's prompt reply.
"Oh, I do," he said nodding. "But I can't tell you."
"Why not?" Mack asked as a slightly hurt look crossed her face before disappearing completely. 'How come Newt knows so much about Rebel and I don't?'
"It's her business not mine, sorry my friend, but I swore to secrecy." He said as he drew his fingers across his lips and pretended to throw away a key.
Mack sighed heavily, "A lot of good you do, thanks for nothing Lizard."
"It's Newt." He responded, also with a sigh
"Don't care," she said, continuing her walk down the hall. She disappeared around the corner but came back briefly to add, "And I'm not your friend!" A small feeling of rejection entered him and he guess Mack could tell by the look on his face because she added softly, "Yet," and disappeared.
But Newt had heard her.
As the last bell rang, Rebel brought Mack out into the quad where Jason, Newt, and Meena were sitting.
"What on earth are we meeting them here for?" Mack asked as she looked at her watch.
"Because, we're going to catch the kidnapper, duh!" Rebel said as she flicked Mack's forehead. Mack just nodded as she clenched her hands into fists. "This time, we have future CIA agent Jason Stickler on our side." She smiled, stepping aside, allowing Stickler to walk up from behind her.
Mack looked thoroughly disgusted, "Oh please, did you rehearse that little move?"
Jason shot a glare over at her, "No, and if you want my help, I'd keep out of this."
"I'm going to kill you." Mack hissed over at Rebel when Stickler had walked out of listening range
"He has CIA gadgets." Rebel said in a sing song voice Mack simply smirked slightly and took a seat.
"Oh yeah, and Baxter, we are not wearing those stupid outfits again, get it." Rebel said, staring the boy down
"They looked cool, Dang!" he replied as he crossed his arms.
"No, they made us look like morons!"
Cory grumbled under his breath as Rebel and Jason explained the attack plan.
"Can we use those awesome spy pigeons? Those are awesome!" Newt said, an excited look in his eyes.
"Okay Lizard, I want you to picture this clearly in your head, a pigeon, flying around the White House, with secret service men at every corner." Rebel said, staring him down
"Well, if it's just walking…."
"Listen C.S. I'm an idiot, if it were walking it look just as ridiculous! Okay, so no spy pigeons!" she said, "Sheesh!"
Newt sighed dramatically and turned away from the girl. Meena placed a hand on his shoulder and she smiled gently at him. He smiled back and took her hand in his. Makc turned her back to them, a frown on her face.
"Okay, so it's agreed, we meet in the blue room at 5:30." Stickler said as he looked at them.
"Ooh, I know where that is, I had my first official tea party date there!" Newt said with a wide grin. Rebel and Mack looked at the boy then back at each other.
"You don't think?" Mack mouthed Rebel shrugged and put her hand to her forehead. At 5:30 Mack found herself in front of the blue room doors. She opened it up and saw Jason and Rebel sitting inside getting suited up. Cory slowly followed in behind her.
"Hey, I thought you said no spy clothes!" Cory said, pointing to the Rebel, who was now wearing a pair of tight fitting grey and white camo pants and a white turtle neck.
"I know, but these look cute, and they're not pitch black!" she responded as she pulled an argyle beanie over her blonde hair, which was pulled into two ponytails.
"Where's Miss Bahavia and the Lizard?" Mack asked
"You mean Meena." Jason quickly corrected her.
"And Newt." Cory corrected through clenched teeth.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, where are they?" she asked with a wave of her hand
"Probably out snogging in an empty hallway." Rebel said matter-of-factly in a fake British accent. Mack, Jason, and Cory shot her a deadly glare.
"What, just stating the facts." She said, putting her hand up in defense and widening her eyes in innocence. Mack quickly shook off the comment and went back to the mission.
"Sophie is going to be here in a second." She said as she nodded towards the doors. Surely enough, there was a knock on the door seconds later the little girl came in decked out in solid black.
"We weren't supposed to wear those things, Soph." Rebel told her, although a look of amusement was in her eyes.
"They look cool!" Sophie said as she spun around on the spot and struck a pose.
"Thank you!" Cory said as he gestured towards Sophie, but Rebel ignored him. A few minutes later, Newt and Meena showed up.
"Nice to know you remembered the fact that we have to protect
America's Angel." Rebel said bitterly. Meena cleared her throat rather obnoxiously, causing everyone to look over.
When she locked eyes with Rebel she gave her a 'Don't-mess-with-me-remember-what-I-said' look.
"Everyone, in threes! Baxter, Montgomery, and Livingston, you three take Sophie with you to the West Wing and me, Rebel, and Meena will go to the East." Jason said, taking charge of the situation.
"No thanks Jason, I'll switch with Cor.." Rebel started but Jason held up his hand. She automatically closed her mouth as she waited for him to speak.
"No, you'll stay, you have expertise with CIA gadgets." He said as he glanced over at Mack, who quickly flashed a thumbs up before pretending that nothing happened.
Rebel shot Jason a rather scary look, and mouthed, "I hate you." Jason sighed and looked away.
"And break!" he said before they all split up and walked out of the room. Mack went with the two guys down the hallway.
"What was with Rebel? Why didn't she want to go with them?" Cory asked as they hurried down the hallway.
"She's kind of fighting with Meena right now." Newt responded as he looked at the posters they passed by.
"They always fight, Newt." Cory said in confusion.
"I know, but this time it's bigger than that." He said, lowering his voice, "It has to do with you know what you know when."
Cory's eyes widened, "Man, that's harsh."
"Meena has had her feel of her."
"What is wrong with her?" Mack suddenly asked.
"Who, Meena or Rebel?" Cory questioned as he turned to look at her.
"Rebel, things have been really creepy with her lately. She's been totally cryptic, and I noticed something freaky, she looks nothing like her mom." Mack said, which caused both boys to stop and look at her. Both boys quickly looked away, but Mack saw the look of fear in their eyes. "Tell me now!"
"Uh, Mack, not a good time." Newt whispered, sticking his hand out to block her from going any farther. The kidnappers were back in the hallway, their backs to the kids and were talking softly. Mack tried to walkie talkie over to Rebel, but Cory grabbed her wrist and shook his head.
"So it goes down tonight, we take her in the dead of night and she's never seen again."
Sophie's eyes widened as she grabbed onto Newt's waist. Newt put a hand on her back as they continued to look over the side of the wall.
"That's the plan."
"Stop right there!" Newt said, stepping out from behind the wall
"Newt!" Cory hissed in frustration.
"Oh, look, if it isn't the Scooby gang from yesterday. Hey kid, who do you think you are, David Boreanez or something?" the kidnapper questioned. Newt had a distant look on his face.
"It's a TV show." Mack whispered.
"Ohhh…Okay," Newt said in understanding.
"What are we going to do with him boys?"
One of the guys pulled out a gun and aimed it towards Newt. Mack bit her lip and grabbed the walkie talkie.
"You guys need to get down here, now." She said frantically as a gun shot rang through the hall
